Xuanjun City, Yushi Street.

The existence of this street can be traced back a long time. When we were here, we had this fish market. Countless pools and the fishy smell were the two most eternal things on this street. Even during the ban on the whole city, the fishy smell that had been rooted for thousands of years would not be reduced. It is said that even the top qi spirit cultivator has no choice but to have the fishy smell here.

However, even though it has a very historical and "charming", it has never changed the status of this street. After all, it is a very low-level fishermen and fishmongers who make a living. Occasionally, a few businesses are doing well, which is nothing in Xuanjun City where big figures gather.

However, on this dusty fish market street, there was a Nha Trang of the Assassin Alliance. After being captured from outside the city, Molin and the other two were sent into the city from a secret passage and were eventually locked up at this point.

To be honest, this is not a good place to hide hostages. The pungent fishy smell in the air will make the hostages easily judge where they are. However, this vote of the Assassin League obviously does not care about this. It is not important for them to hide hostages, and they did not think about using hostages to exchange for ransom. All they want is to lead the people they want to attract here. Hostages are just their bait and a means to get their opponents to throw themselves at the mouse.

So along the way, they actually noticed that Molin and Fang Yizhu were using some small means to mark them. They pretended not to know, but were smiling in their hearts. They felt that the two of them were undoubtedly helping them, and they were afraid that they would not be able to find the people they had to wait for!

The two main cities sent a total of eleven Zhujian and more than thirty Jueshe. The lower-level Qingguo, the Chuer, did not go out. Nha Trang, was not very big in the fish market, and it was too much to hide so many people. During the ban, the streets were empty, and too many people were difficult to arrange.

But even these people are just about the same, and they can be said to be a full-strength attack from the two major divisions.

They were afraid that Lu Ping would not come, and even thought that Lu Ping would not come even if he wanted to come. After all, Xuan Emperor was alarmed, and when the thunder was angry, I really don’t know who could escape from the Xuanjun City.

They didn't mind the plot developing like this. The obsession of assassinating the target himself does not exist in the Assassin Alliance. As long as they have the result, the simpler the process, the safer the better. Now the Xuanjun Empire has worked on all aspects, and such a comfortable and down-to-earth task is probably the first time in the history of the Assassin Alliance. In Nha Trang, several drunkards have started to toast and drink, not caring about what they are in front of them at all. Only a few who are mature and persevering are still doing what they should do with a conscience. But they can't say anything to those who disagree with them. Even in their hearts, they don't think that Lu Ping still has a chance to find this again. It's just that their usual duty has made them still abide by the rules.

"Do you know, what is the scene I am most looking forward to?" said Zhujian, a Xuanjun branch whose face was flushed, and then another cup of bitter drink.

"What is it?" asked several drinkers.

"He can leave the city." The man said seriously.

"Ah?" Everyone who heard the chat looked over surprised.

"Only in that way, he will know what the feeling of despair is." The man looked unfathomable.

"How do you say this?"

"Only after leaving the city, he will find that his companion has been captured. Then, after finally escaping from the city, he will find that if he wants to save people, he will have to break back into the city. Isn't this hopeless enough?"

"Hahahaha!" Everyone laughed. Even the most steady people couldn't help but want to shed tears for Lu Ping after thinking about this scene.

However, everyone soon discovered that even the three hostages who were sleeping in the fish pond in the yard were amused by this joke.

"The feeling of despair is so good!" Fang Yizhu smiled.

"Can you say a few less words?" Morin was originally smirking in secret. When he heard Fang Yizhu mutter, he immediately put away his smile and shouted in a low voice.

"Don't you think they're very reasonable?" Fang Yizhu asked him.

"Don't you think the three hostages are actually a bit redundant?" Molin said. Their existence is very obvious. Three are still one, but there is actually no essential difference. At this time, it is very unwise to attract the other party's hatred.

But although his voice was low, these people were all masters and could hear clearly. What's more, because of Fang Yizu's chatter, his tone couldn't help but increase a little when he said this. The yard suddenly became quiet.

"The three hostages are indeed a little extra." They agreed with Morin's statement, so their eyes began to circulate on the three. They focused on the task before, so they didn't think so much. But now everyone was very relaxed. Morin's words reminded them, and everyone couldn't help but start thinking about whether they could find some fun on the three to pass this boring time. There were a few lustful people whose eyes were circling on Ling Ziyan early in the morning, and they were even more ready to move now.

Fortunately, there are still a few people who are scrupulous. It doesn’t matter if everyone jokes about relaxing a little, but they finally stood up to dissuade them from the hostages they carefully captured.

"Just play, it's not her life." Several perverts were a little dissatisfied.

"The mission is not over yet." said Zhu Jian, the serious and persistent killer.

This sentence immediately made several perverts put away their lustful eyes. The Assassin Alliance is strict. During the mission, unless necessary, things like alcohol and sex that make people lose their focus are strictly prohibited. Now that they say a thousand words, they still have no instructions to end the mission. Then even if these things are done without affecting the overall situation, they still violate the rules.

When I thought of this, let alone those perverts, even those who were drinking happily quietly put away their wine glasses and bags, as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the news spread throughout the city came, and the prohibition was lifted.

Is it over?

Xuanjuncheng's hunt for Lu Ping should have ended, but before they knew the result, the task they were performing was not yet terminated.

That guy must have been killed. Most killers think so, but now they can only wait, wait for news and orders.

"I'll go out and have a look." The head of Nha Trang, Que Shi, stood up, left from the backyard, and went to the street of the fish market. Is an assassin alliance important? Just look at the rank of the supervisor. There must be at least one bamboo shoot in the important Nha Trang. This Nha Trang is just a head of Nha Trang, the same as the Nha Trang in the village outside the south of the city. It is a not very important but hidden stronghold. On the surface, he is just an ordinary fish shop. At this time, like other shops, he opened the door after the ban and began to arrange his business.

No one would think what would happen on their dirty and stinky street. In the eyes of these people, those who practice the power of spirit are all amazing big men. Even if they want to eat fish, they don’t have to buy fish in person. The little men are not even concerned about the fate of the intruder, but are more concerned about the ban and strict order that has disturbed their business for half a day, or even a day.

Fish Market Street is gradually regaining its usual scenes. But as everyone is worried, today's business will probably be affected. The prohibition order has just been lifted, and everyone is going to do the important matters that they are delayed by the prohibition order. Buying fish never seems to be an urgent matter.

The atmosphere of the whole fish market street was a bit depressed. These little people would never have thought of it, nor would they ever know that at this moment, the most high-ranking street, compared to the other extreme Xuanjun protecting the parliament, was even more depressed than them. The curled tongue, who had placed the shops, just stayed outside. When there was an order or a message came, just send it to him. On this fish market street, it was impossible to hear what news from other people, especially when there were so few customers. The status of the people here was too low.

After waiting for a while, the news came. After taking a look, Que She immediately returned to the backyard.

"Lu Ping is not dead! He escaped from the city, and the pink head wants us to prepare."

The killers who were listless waiting for the mission to be announced to be over were stunned when they heard the news.

"Have you escaped from the city?"

"Somewhat capable!"

"You can't be careless."

“Check all arrangements again!”

The killers became busy, and no one was as lazy as before.

"Let's see if he can come here."

"Or maybe he won't come." Someone said.

So everyone looked at the three hostages in the fish pond, with a little sympathy and pity. After finally escaping from the city, they found that they had to return to save the person, so it was very possible to give up.

"I hope you have a loyal friend!" Zhu Jian said to the three of them.

"I hope there is no." Fang Yizhu said resolutely.

"Wow, no?" Morin was very surprised. Was this man worried about Lu Ping's safety?

"There is a fish below that has been gnawing on my feet. It's so disgusting." Fang Yizhu said angrily, "It's not because of him, I'm suffering this?"

"Shut up!" So many people still need a person in charge for the mission together. At this time, Zhu Jian began to command seriously and control the scene.

"Shh." A bamboo priest stretched out his index finger in front of his mouth and signaled to the three of them.

I'm going, is this fucking coaxing the kids?

Fang Yizhu wanted to complain like this, but immediately found that he couldn't speak any more.

The Assassin Alliance still had some tricks. He looked at Zhu Jian and thought that such a trick should be a sign against Lu Ping. After a few days, they also collected a lot of information about Lu Ping.

But, what's the use?

Waiting to experience the feeling of despair! Fang Yizu thought, and tried hard to shake his feet, but the fish still stubbornly gnawed him, which made him a little desperate.

On the street of the fish market, a young man and woman had already appeared at the intersection.

"Here." Lu Ping pointed to the street and said.

"Fortunately, the way they kept was not by sensing the smell." Su Tang sighed as he smelled the fishy fish in the air.

"Yes, it's great." Lu Ping nodded, and his hearing continued to spread out in full swing, and soon locked in a fish shop where no one watched the stall.

"Here's here!!" Queshe, who was looking at the stall, had already seen the two people appearing at the intersection of the street, and at this time he rushed into the backyard to report the news.

"I really dare to come!" Everyone looked shaking and was ready.

"It's coming so fast? How did he come?" someone asked.

Bang!

The backyard door panel flew in, and the Que Tong, who had just rushed in to report the news, was knocked down by the door panel. I don’t know how much force the door contained, but he lost his voice after spitting blood all over the floor.

Lu Ping took a step and stepped into the backyard. How did it come about? This problem seems to be no longer necessary.

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Chapter completed!